Murder City Devils

Murder City Devils - Fields Of Fire lyrics

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Oh Lord
Don't set my fields on fire
Oh God
Don't kindle your wrath against me, against me
I know you feast
I know you feast on fire
I got a wife
I got a family in those fields
Oh Lord
Don't set my fields on fire
Oh God
Don't kindle your wrath against me, against me
I believe
In my mothers religion
And I will
And I will change
We go to church
We go to church on Sunday
And were back drinking
Drinking on Monday
Oh we got by in the past
But how bout tomorrow
Oh Lord
I got a life in those fields, in those fields
Oh Lord
Don't set my fields on fire
Oh God
Don't kindle your wrath against me
Oh Lord
Don't set my fields on fire
Oh God
Don't kindle your flame against me
Don't set my fields
Don't set my fields on fire
Don't set my fields
Don't set my fields on fire
With my anointing waits
It waits in those fields
And it was true
Yesterday that it's true
Today, today, oh Lord
Don't set my fields on fire
Oh God
Don't kindle your wrath against me
Oh Lord
Don't set my fields on fire
Oh God
Oh give me one more day
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